Embrace me, oh darkness
With our !lithest veil
Blind my eyes so that I see nothing yet all I see
Fertilize my visions of the New Age
Teach me the art of reaping
the seeds of depression
Born through the mourning of Man
He will give birth to the Pillorian Age
Sharpen my spears for the conquest...

2. Hymn # X (Velvet Pilloria) (4:22)

Lost far so long, numbness gives in
Incarnated in wood
Young, cold, pure,, oh so perfect
Still my own beloved Velvet

3. Hymn # XI (Temptation & Undoing) (3:24)

In the coming of the shadowed night
As the wind circles me in
Licks me wet all throught my clothes
The only one to witness my sin

I, Fornicator
I, the conqueror of your land
You, the carrion of my child
Greet the birth of the darkest eve

Queen Pilloria
I have tasted your tears

Her vagina as cold as ice
My love for her will never die
...never die!!!

Setting sails for the shores beyond
On a mission to seek my kingdom
On a shore so pure and virginal
I found my reich as well as my queen

I, Fornicator
I, the mounter, the man
I, Fornicator
We, the King and the Queen

4. Hymn # VIII (Four Ravens Flew) (9:36)

In her eye... far away
A tear broke free
From the ice, from the frost
of her long sleep
Hear the thunder of the North
Hear the ravens screaming her name
Let the black ones fly
to speak the messages of the unborn

Onto the blackest skies
Shadows of the raven's flight
Crying their lament
Upon the crossroad where she stand

One flies to gain the thundering North
Another crosses great seas in the West
The third flies South, towards the !sunreich
The last across the windswept fields of the East

Sand Seas Skies Darkness
Time Death The center of the sin
North West South East
Wisdom's found
Along the roads to the center of the sin

The tear...
Lost its grip of her cheek
Buried forever...
In the sand... of my world
...of my darkness
...of my perfection
...of my sorrows

Sorrows...
Let the ravens fly

5. Hymn # XIII (The Sleeping Antarct) (6:33)

Sound asleep deep in the !maternal womb
!Suconsciously dreaming aspects of his future reign
The Antarct, Prince of the Pillorian Age
He who will rule in the Gallow's Land

Reigning in soil, water, fire & air
King of the four elements
Entrance is broken to a new dimension
Where wisdom is virtue and opression [oppression?] defied

In the South
In the West
Hear the conclusion of the ravens' quest

From the North
And the East
Moving closer to be his guests

Sleep on...
Sleep on...
Your time will come

I've passed onto you the legacy of the Pillorian Age
Eternal is your inheritance

Far beyond the limits of your physical life
Your word will live !on !on people's lips
The word of the sleeping Antarct, king of kings
Visions of Gallowenia, Utopia of the Dark

6. Hymn # XV (Thunder In The Gallow's Land) (7:35)

Four ravens flew !inshores over the windy Nordland coast
Gathered again after their journeys in solitude
Underneath the thundering skies of the Gallow's Land
Returned from far away lands to rise the !justspoken prince

Darkening skies obliviate the moon
Winds of power sing in the trees
A thunder's echo sleeps in the mountains
Breaks free from the Gallow's Land, four roads in gold

Through the dripping blood of the unborn's eyes
Shows powers of his wisdom and the regal trust
Approaching with thunder, the four corners of the world
To join his birth in Velvet, the Pillorian Age

Thunder in the Gallow's Land
The birth of a king

Through the dripping blood of the unborn's hands
Shows the purity of darkness and the warmth of the ice
Throughout the muddy fields the horizons come close
Provoking the winds and draining the skies... Lightning!!!

They who wander the roads of gold
To experience the Antarct's unfold
Each one with a gift for him to bear
Soil, Water, Fire & Air

Here where the sand has no taste
Here where blood has no worth
Here inbetween the corners of the world
Here my son, rise the existential sword

They who wander the roads of gold
To experience the Antarct's unfold
Each one with a gift for him to bear
Soil, Water, Fire & Air

7. Hymn # XVI (Out Of My Flesh) (9:45)

Oh Darkness,
I will give the throne onto him
Of Darkness,
I am harvesting the growth of my first spring
Of Darkness,
Through me you gave him the life
Of Darkness,
One world shadowed in me

Throught you - the birth of the Pillorian Age
Throught you - the sand of the Gallow's Land
Throught you - the rest of Velvet Pilloria
Throught you - I will pass on my given oath

So I am falling my son
For my mission is done
My visions and you became one
Out of my flesh...
...you shall build the town